It wasn't my idea in the first place.There are things I wanted to tell you,
but they've already been said before.
Maybe not to you,
but here in my head.
I already knew the ending,
but I have to admit I'm a little surprised by the provisos.
Wax and Wane.
There's so much here in this little room;
the weather is changing and so have their hearts.
It's colder outside than I remember,
it helps make me think I'm crushing.
Fall is my time for lust,
yet all that remains is the pile of papers on my desk and a headache for two.
Wax and Wane.
It's not so bad, really.
Something will give.
Something already has.
I'm not sure what I saw,
but I think it was good.
I can barely remember now.
I'm on the fast track.
Wax and Wane.
Let me pull this string
to see how far it can unravel.
It was just a spool of thread.
Words are of no use.
They only cause strife anyway.
Wax and Wane.
A little spark is here;
let's see if I can start a fire.
Wax and Wick.
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